I dream that I am the chosen poet,
who knows and can say everything,
who has pure and perfect inspiration,
who draws such greatness into verse…
…to fill the whole world! To delight
even those who die of longing,
even the most disenchanted souls;
the poet with vast and deep knowledge,
at whose feet the earth is written!
And as I dream more and more of the sky,
and as I fly higher and higher,
I wake up from my dream…
And I’m nothing!…
Florbela Espanca (1894-1930) (Original translation by Prontobard 2022)